Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Phil Collins is being allowed a comeback, and a re-appreciating; so is Lionel Richie. Peter Gabriel is coming soon, and mark my words, Enthusiasts: a Major Thinkpiece by Major Rock Writer is in the works re-evaluating Huey Lewis. (And the News, who were a crack outfit of Bay Area ringers. You can have any opinion on Huey’s songs or voice or persona; that the News was made up of motherfuckers is inarguable. There was a Cipollina on bass and the drummer who looked like John Denver; great band. )

I don’t know if it’s in the cards for Sting. He’s still famous for some reason–he’s touring with the aforementioned Peter Gabriel this summer and he played the NBA All-Star Game this year to much confusion–but the critical reappraisal is not forthcoming.

Those were my thoughts on Sting.

Also, TotDotB (Thoughts on the Dead off-track Betting) is laying seven to four that Young John Mayer will wear this exact outfit this summer.

I saw Huey play harmonica with the Grateful Deads one night in Oakland. A few weeks later my friend and I drunkenly heckled him about it in the parking lot of the AT&T pro am in Pebble Beach. He was very gracious and I feel bad about it now.